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howlinghwang · 1 year

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– positions { beomgyu version }

Beomgyu loved discovering new things with you. However, he also had his favourites. Especially in sex positions and how you both take it to a more intense level.

He absolutely loved fucking you during after parties. Beomgyu would drag you all the way home and have you all for himself for the rest of the night.

Firstly, it always boosted his ego when he can manhandle you around the bed. He'd fuck you in positions where he knew he could thrust harder and rougher. He always went for doggy style and edge of the bed.

Beomgyu's stamina was brutal. He could go for many hours of fucking without going numb, you'll always have to beg him to stop.

He liked doggy style when he's feeling extra horny. He loves hearing you ramble his name along with a string of curses while you whimpered in pleasure. Beomgyu would chuckle devilishly as he watched your body jolt forward while he rammed into you from behind. Your cries urged him to go faster. He would drag his huge cock deeper into your clenching hole, and thrust faster. It makes you drool, hearing the slapping of skins and the slam of his balls against your ass. His grip on your waist would tighten painfully until bruises painted your smooth skin. He'd fuck you harder whenever you beg louder and his naughty hands would roam everywhere, touching you in all the right places while continuously ramming into you until you're squirting fluids on the sheets.

Beomgyu wouldn't stop there though.

"Ready for round two, baby?"

You wanted to kiss away the smirk on his lips when he didn't even wait for your answer before he was already flipping you again, dragging your small body down on the bed and keeping you at the edge. It was his second favorite position. Fucking you at the edge of the bed while he stood up, gave him more advantage. He could ruin you better.

Beomgyu never stopped abusing your dripping pussy. He'd plunge his cock deeper in your throbbing hole. Beomgyu liked to spread your legs wider so he could reach you until there's no space left for him to push through. He will thrust hard and nonstop until you are drooling from ecstacy. His hands would slide down your chest to your stomach then all the way back to knead your breasts.

He would lean down to kiss you messily while imprinting himself on you. He kissed you sloppily, hands massaging your breasts and perky nipples, his body hot on top of yours, and his cock was growing bigger inside of you. His final thrusts made you scream until you are coming from too much pleasure. He'd come after you, pulling out right away and pumping his cock, letting some of his cum drip on your pussy.

After that, he'd allow you to rest for a bit before carrying you to the bathroom to wash up.

.・✥・゜・。.

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howlinghwang · 1 year

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netflix and chill

pairing: choi beomgyu x reader

word count: 2,257

summary: cuddling while watching a drama turns into something more really fast

contains: afab!reader, dom!beomgyu, pet names, finger sucking (SORRY), spanking, lots of teasing, fingering, crying, use of whore and slut, filthy talk, masturbation (beomgyu makes reader finger herself when he watches), brief dry humping, overstimulation, creampie, they have sex with both shirts still on lol, unprotected sex (WRAP IT B4 U TAP)

a/n: no thoughts head empty. i just sat down and wrote this all in one go. idk what’s wrong with me. i miss beomgyu i think. oops! i hope this isn’t too bad :c

the drama that once brought you and beomgyu to lie down to binge watch was now forgotten. your face is now in the crook of his neck, your body shudders against his with the more he plays with your slit, his deep, raspy chuckle at your reactions not helping the wetness. having been cuddling, you had a leg thrown over his waist, an arm over his chest, head on his shoulder, while he held you to him, flush against his very warmth. lazy rubs on your back had you breathing out in pleasure, with “feels good, gyu…” that had been your mistake. beomgyu’s ears practically perked at that, the smirk spreading on his handsome face easily. beomgyu brought his hand to your ass, rubbing in circles to your ass cheeks, gripping them, making you gasp and blush, groping them, which soon moved to full on smacking your ass, slowly leveling up in force. “what the hell are you doing, beomie?” you ask, but he pays no heed, knowing you’re liking this just as much as he is with the way you jolt, close your eyes, bite your lips to muffle the quiet moans billowing in your throat with every touch of his pretty hand on your body. the lack of much clothing helped.

beomgyu keeps playing with your ass, pinching at some point which makes you huff out his name, until he decides to start move maneuvering his hand between your thighs, feeling around and he smirks a little harder at the patch of wetness on your panties, since that’s all you’d been wearing under beomgyu’s shirt you’d stolen for yourself, no bra leaving your tits smushed against his side. “i found water~” he coos and laughs out loud once you throw your head back, thighs locking his arm, his fingers playing more and more with the wet patch, dipping in, rubbing at your clit, especially when you glare at him, “you’re so annoying!” you complain and he laughs louder.

“how did i not think of this earlier?” he says to himself, low tone making you feel even hotter. why is he so attractive? beomgyu makes eye contact with you, handsome smile so casual as he fingers you slowly through your soaking panties, enjoying the way you grip at his shirt, move your hips around, make all your little “mmmph!” and “hnnnngg, g—gyu…!” sounds. he mimics you, imitating you with an annoying look on his face, and you lightly smack him on his chest for that. “uh-uh-uh…” he warns you loosely, arching an eyebrow and slipping a finger under your soaked panties, feeling along the wetness and your folds. that’s how you are here now, your panties to the side as he pumps two fingers in you shallowly now that the scathingly wet sounds told you and him enough about where you were in terms of you arousal. as you squirm, you buck your chest into his side and he sighs in pleasure at the feeling of pillowy pleasure but also your perked nipples against him. “f - fuck, gyu!” you gasp, unable to stay still. it’s so hot and snug deep inside you, the further he goes, the faster he goes, and he enjoys the nice show of watching you come closer to falling apart. you lightly smack at him, babbling under your breath, but beomgyu quickly decides he wants none of that.

“no, honey…” he denies with that sweet lisp but deep voice that’s quiet and low. shifting himself to where he’s on his side and you on your back, he takes your arm and locks it behind you, moving your other hand to come up to his mouth where he kisses at each finger tip before he eventually takes them in his mouth. that makes you whimper, eyes closing. he sucks around your smaller fingers, curling his own in your pathetic pussy. a lot of movement, using you and moving you just how he wants and it drives him wild. you feel his cock twitch against you from where he leans on your hip. you try and brush a little more to it, but he clicks his tongue, popping your finger out of his mouth, popping his own from your clenching cunt where he touches your clit on the way out. you yelp.

“you know what? finger yourself, baby. i’ll watch.” he murmurs, and your eyes shoot open, shaking your head with yearning eyes. “do it.” he emphasizes with a serious tone and attitude, making you whimper. no room for disagreeing. you shuffle your panties down your thighs halfway and beomgyu scoffs, tearing them down your legs, admiring the way you try to close them once the offending material is out of the way. “you play too much, you know that?” he mutters, moving to hold one leg up in an iron grip, your spread pussy now on display and the way it glistens and pulsates makes his mouth water easily. (you know deep down he likes being hypocritical, being a load of shit when he’s the upper hand, it gets you flustered and bothered…) you try and hide your face back in his side, but he says your name once in a warning tone, and that’s enough for you to nod solemnly.

your smaller, damp fingers are sucked in with the way your cunt pulsates, and you immediately cry out, breaths hitching and you start sniffling, tears filling to sting your eyes. it’s nowhere close to enough. “i said finger yourself, not just put them in. god, do i have to do everything myself?” he sighs like he’s irritated, even though a smirk ticks on his face. your breaths take great leaps to try and get air, chest heaving and beomgyu wants nothing more than to suck at your tits until you’re crying, maybe even try and get you to come (you’ll do it if he asks, you always do what he says, after all) just from his mouth on it. hut for the mean time and task now, his hand comes on top of yours, using them to push in more and pull out, other fingers on your wrist. the veins on his hand so pretty, the furrowed serious look of his thick eyebrows, the playful but commanding light in his eyes, his messy hair, his full lips that he bites the bottom one when he’s not smirking… he’s too good.

“faster.” he says, and you whimper, following, doing it yourself even though his hand remains over yours. after a few thrusts and the natural fingering you put forth, you get brave and bring your thumb to rub at your puffy clit. beomgyu scoffs a laugh. “really?” is all he asks, and with shame, your cheeks heat up and the tears that had been threatening to fall come down your cheeks. the sensations of him on you, his eyes, his heavy hand, his cock on your hip, his warmth, it makes you even more sensitive.

“well, since you’re so desperate, let me help you out, then…” your heart beats faster and you fight the relieved smile trying to come on your face but you know better. your mouth just trembles with a huge frown, whines and cries tumbling from in between your lips. beomgyu inches down your hand, his palm on the backside of yours, his much larger, thicker fingers side by side with yours, and when two of his take the plunge with yours back into your clenching cunt, you sob out loud, head tossed back, hips squirming. “what a pathetic little whore. look at you. couldn’t even bring yourself to get off. you need two hands to do it. fuck, baby, and i can get you to come without even touching your stupid pussy. so pathetic and desperate. but all for me, right?” his voice is low, growls at the end of his sentences, grind at the beginning, and you’re too overwhelmed to answer, more cries and babbles tumbling out. “yeah, all for me.” he smirks to himself, his much larger hand making it easier to finger fuck you and play with your clit aggressively without having to stretch out like your hand did. he slams your hand inside with his, your small one following behind like a shadow.

beomgyu grinds his erection against your body, rocking into you, in the rhythm of his hand on you. soon, with the ever increasing pace, the harshness of his fingers and yours fucking you hard and fast, torment on your clit merciless, and laughing at your reactions, it all brings you to your climax, hips twitching and chest jumping with warbled cries, your face finally tucked into his side, wetting his shirt. beomgyu too catches his breath, pre come stained through his sweats, watching you cry it out, and he rolls his eyes, though he definitely just wants to hug you and kiss you and make you laugh, with a scoff. “all from just fingers? come on, baby. you’re better than that. i’ll show you.” you sniffle, lifting your head in confusion when you feel him turn to be in between your legs, pulling his sweats down just halfway down his thighs, impatient to stuff you full of himself. and he does just that, playing with the head of his cock and spreading the pre come before aligning himself to intrude his thick dick past your sensitive walls. your gasp turned loud sob makes him chuckle, before his face takes on a grimace, gritted teeth, and crossed eyes that he closes. he doesn’t waste a second pulling out even through the tight hot grip of your cunt clamping down on him. you moan loudly, tears still streaming down your cheeks, head thrown back on the pillow, as he takes your legs over his arms and fucks you so hard and so fast, the bed frame smacks pretty hard into the wall in very fast pace.

you’re babbling his name and crying it out in pathetic little screams, his hips slam against yours and the heavy drag of his cock in you only gives him momentum with every time he pounds into your pussy, legs spread wide, his thumb still playing with your clit. there’s nothing else for you to do but squirm, shake violently, and cry. beomgyu admires the way your swollen pussy swallows his fat cock up, stretching beautifully, clit twinkling with your essence from earlier as he plays around. you come to drag your nails on his shoulder down his back, unable to hold back. “little more, baby. silly little slut, acting like it’s too much…” he grunts under his breath as your breaths became shallow, sobs incoherent, body shaking wildly. the way the softness of your walls flutter all over his cock that’s deep inside, connecting with your sweet spot that makes your entire legs twitch, and your shirt rides up your tummy, showing faded hickeys from the past few days, it all hits him like a truck. his pace grows erratic, downright hard, before he stops, once his balls have hit your ass, inhaling harshly to moan so loudly, pulling out to do the same, mouth unable to stifle the very long moan he lets out. the way he shoves you deeper into the mattress and the overwhelming sensation of him filling you up with his warm, warm, thick come makes you come again, legs licking behind his back, sobs spaced out enough that you sound like you’re gasping for air. as he rides it out for the both of you, beomgyu pulls out a little but moans even louder at the way his come sounds mixed with yours, it sounds so messy and wet, he dares to look down and see the creamy ring on his cock, your own puffed out pussy wet everywhere. youre catching your breath, trying to quiet down your cries, shaking still from how beomgyu’s staccato moans are still sounding, but not they’re slower and smaller. once the tide has pulled back enough, you feel beomgyu use the sleeve of his long sleeve to dab at your tears, settling your legs down on the mattress. he gives you a small, apologetic smile, moving hair out of his eyes with his forearm, and he comes down to kiss you sweetly.

“i’m sorry, baby.” beomgyu says it in your mouth, lisp still sounding, and you give him a smile, kissing back. he hovers over your face. “was that okay? just wanted to do something with you…” he gets quiet, suddenly shy, and you giggle. “that was really good, beomie. i enjoyed it so much. thank you.” you kiss his chin, smiling wider at the way his growing facial hair prickles softly. he shakes his head. “no, thank you for being so good for me.” you both just smile at each other, beomgyu still inside, and when you look back at the screen, it suddenly flashes the proverbial question.

are you still watching?

beomgyu looks back at you and sighs. “god damn it, they couldn’t have asked us this earlier?” you giggle some more, and beomgyu’s fake irritated expression is out the window with that. “i love you.” you both say at the same time, and you laugh together. he lies back down, body on top of yours, just for a few minutes, he tells you, before you’ll inevitably have to get up and clean. but for now, he’ll enjoy still being inside, and you’ll definitely enjoy being filled.

but one thing’s for sure - you’re definitely going to have to rewatch that episode after this.

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